Captain Kundalini
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I didn't have a TV at the time. On the morning of December 9, 1980, I got dressed for work, stepped over the morning paper, walked out to my car and drove to work as usual. Just after we opened at Orange Julius in North Park Mall, my brother Bryan called and in typical dramatic fashion, told me that John had been shot and that he was dead. I refused to believe him! I hung up the phone and went 'round the corner to get the Dallas Morning News.
The headline was right there staring me in the face. I went back inside, got to work and somehow got through a very busy day.
Wen I got back to my apartment, I was overtaken by a cloud of absolute black RAGE! Then sadness, then rage again.
I DESPERATELY tried to convince myself that it wasn't real, that this was a prank like the "War Of The Worlds" radio broadcast.
Something in my mind turned off.
To make a long story short, I had a mental and emotional breakdown. I just couldn't deal with it, so I started talking and acting like John
(with what I discovered had disastrous results).
I threw 2 years of being clean and sober out the window. I got busted and had to do 3 years probation.
I was ordered to get some help. I got it all out: the Rage, the Pain. I got my reality back.
It took me about 3 years to recover.....but I did recover.
I now have 30 years and 3 months clean and sober.
Well, that's all. Thanks for reading.
The headline was right there staring me in the face. I went back inside, got to work and somehow got through a very busy day.
Wen I got back to my apartment, I was overtaken by a cloud of absolute black RAGE! Then sadness, then rage again.
I DESPERATELY tried to convince myself that it wasn't real, that this was a prank like the "War Of The Worlds" radio broadcast.
Something in my mind turned off.
To make a long story short, I had a mental and emotional breakdown. I just couldn't deal with it, so I started talking and acting like John
(with what I discovered had disastrous results).
I threw 2 years of being clean and sober out the window. I got busted and had to do 3 years probation.
I was ordered to get some help. I got it all out: the Rage, the Pain. I got my reality back.
It took me about 3 years to recover.....but I did recover.
I now have 30 years and 3 months clean and sober.
Well, that's all. Thanks for reading.